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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2019 17:14:05 GMT -5
a place for me to store character bios and possibly work out plot ideas for some of them !
i am already working on bios even if i procrastinate a little =3
also, if a character's bio says they're open to plots.. feel free to pm me if you want - i'd love to write with you!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2019 18:32:13 GMT -5
Age: 1.5 years Gender: No!
Allegiance: Windclan Rank: Medicine cat --------------------- Appearance: Cloverheart is a small, soft-furred and fluffy brown tabby with splashes of white on their muzzle, chest, and paws. They have a friendly face with a bright pink nose, wide triangular ears with a few tufts of fur poking out, and long, delicate whiskers. Their eyes are a pale, yellowish-green with a kind gleam and they have a long, plumy tail with soft, darker brown fur running along the underside. While they do their best to stay tidy, they almost always seem to have a stray leaf or two sticking to their fur. Personality: Sweet-natured and a little too friendly for their own good, Cloverheart is a gentle and determined healer. They enjoy chit-chatting with anyone who might like to hear, but they wouldn't dream of interrupting or talking over any cat. As much as they like to talk, they also adore listening, and even in their adulthood they will happily sit down for a story or two. They are known in the clan for sweetening up any herbs cats have to swallow; dipping the leaves in honey or simply offering it as a small snack afterward for cats who aren't fond of the taste of medicine. Their remedies, while true to their teaching as a medicine cat, often include a few extra bits that are purely for the comfort of their patient much like their method with honey. They can be the smallest bit naive when it comes to making friends - always prepared to trust a stranger they might bump into and offer a light-hearted conversation. Most cats regard them with a sort of exasperated fondness, worried but without the heart to tell them off for being so kind to strange cats outside the clan. History: Common knowledge, but never gossip, Cloverheart's birth parents were rumored to have fled to twoleg-place soon after their kit was born due to a particularly harsh and hungry leaf-bare. Despite their circumstances, they had a rather happy kittenhood and was all-but raised by their mentor, Littleleaf. She was the medicine cat before them - a sandy-furred she-cat who had become both a teacher and a mother figure to a young Cloverkit, even before their apprentice ceremony. Even when young they had displayed a deep interest in herbs and an intense dream to follow in the path of a medicine cat, much to Littleleaf's excitement.
The two were near inseparable as Cloverheart grew and eventually earned their medicine cat name, living a quiet and happy life in Windclan until a bout of terrible illness struck the clan and took Littleleaf with it. They lived many grief-stricken moons - finding solace in their dear friends and clanmates as they all mourned her together. They and Morningstar, Windclan's leader, grew closer with the loss of someone they both cared for deeply, and the two of them have a tight-knit and wonderful friendship.
It was during a fierce skirmish with Thunderclan that tragedy struck - a young apprentice by the name of Lionpaw had been clawed across the eyes and blinded by the injury. Cloverheart, while unable to save her vision, did all they could to nurse the young cat back to health and developed a strong friendship during the time Lionpaw spent in the medicine den. While much more boisterous and mischievous than Cloverheart themself could ever be, the two were always seen laughing and talking, even as Lionpaw grew to earn her warrior name - Lionfang.
work in progress! i'll probably add more later ---------------------Notes: most of the characters written in their history are real, but they're such an old character (my very, very first OC) that i've sadly lost contact with a lot of the people who played them... Plots: none at the moment!Other: i might put more stuff in this section! right now i just really want to get things written down so i can go back and edit when i need to
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2019 20:05:33 GMT -5
Rainmist wip Age: 5 years Gender: She-cat Allegiance: Thunderclan(previously tied to a band of cats called Rippleclan) Rank: Warrior --------------------- Appearance: Rainmist is a sturdy, thick-furred gray she-cat with various silver and black markings and deep blue eyes. She has large, pointed ears with tufts at the tip and long, feathery tufts of fur on her cheeks. Her fur is littered with the scars of a difficult life, the most noticeable a large series of large clawmarks along her chest and a deep nick in her right ear. Personality: Some say Rainmist grew to be prickly, but others comment she's so downright rude she must have just been born with it. While she isn't outright unkind - she would never dream of being intentionally cruel - she doesn't seem to care much about manners or patience. She snaps, spits, hisses, curses (when there are no kits around, of course), and generally keeps up an attitude as much as she can. She does, however, seem to have a soft-spot for kittens that her closer friends relentlessly tease her for. Her tough exterior can be seen melting entirely when she wanders by the nursery, and there's not a kit in Thunderclan who doesn't adore being allowed to ride around camp on her shoulders or getting to play pretend battles with her in the clearing. History: Born into a small, rag-tag group of cats calling themselves Rippleclan, Rainmist's early life began simply and ended in turmoil. Her mother, Sandyfur, and her father, Ripplestar, were each kind and incredibly doting parents - particularly Sandyfur. The two of them were inseparable all throughout her days in the nursery until the earliest moons of her apprenticeship; when she was mentored by her own father and current leader of Rippleclan. It was the fourth moon of her days as an apprentice when tragedy struck. In a heated battle with a rival group of rogues over already diminishing territory, Sandyfur disappeared. The clan, once the skirmish subsided, found no trace of her - not blood, nor fur, nor anything that might indicate she had been killed or captured. She had simply vanished.
Horrified by the loss of her mother, the young Rainpaw descended into a desperate and unceasing search for the missing warrior. She grew angrier and angrier as the days went by and as her efforts proved more fruitless each passing second, her temper reaching its boiling point at her father's growing indifference. It was only a matter of time before the high tensions came to blows.
Rainpaw, who had earned her warrior name Rainmist (an attempt of Ripplestar's to ease his daughter's mind), found that Rippleclan's leader had taken another mate. Outraged, betrayed, and deeply sorrowed by seeing even her father replace the missing Sandyfur, all those moons worth of anger poured out through her claws. She attacked him in the broad daylight of camp, fur flying and yowls ringing through the clearing like claps of thunder. Her clan, who had been watching from the sidelines as Rainmist grew more bitter by the day, sprung to their leader's rescue. Wounded in heart more than body, she was exiled - told by Ripplestar to flee her own territory or be treated as a traitor and rogue by the cats she was raised beside.
Her journey was a lonely one. Rainmist, still clinging to the code and the search for her mother, struggled on day by day. Moons passed like seasons; achingly slow and full of hardships no cat should face alone.
It was many days into her exile when a young warrior, who she would later learn was named Doveclaw, challenged her beside the stream where she rested. This she-cat, spitting mad, told Rainmist that she had heard the rumors; the rumors of Ripplestar's traitorous daughter. Determined to prove herself, Doveclaw had attacked an already exhausted Rainmist that day, fighting tooth and claw for nothing but pride. She was sorely beaten, but not before declaring herself an enemy for the rest of both their lives.
Seasons of searching, scavenging, and fighting stretched miserably on. With still no trace of her mother, a constant pang of hunger in her belly, and scars that somehow still ached, Rainmist found herself growing closer and closer to the stars in the sky.
It was in new-leaf when she was born; a young kitten who became the bright sun Rainmist's life had missed for so long. A daughter of her own who seemed to be the perfect image of the missing Sandyfur, a pride and joy she had known like no other. She called her Birdkit, and the two of them lived their quiet, solitary life together. Somehow, someway, with the mewls of a kit filling her ears, Rainmist found her situation to be less and less unkind by the day.
Birdkit soon grew into Birdflight, a feisty she-cat with a temper to rival her mother's and a thirst for adventure that caused her to join the search for the grandmother she had heard so much about. ------- ILL finishthis later there's so so so much more --------------------- Notes: Rainmist was another one of my very first ocs! her history (like cloverheart's!) is made up entirely of real roleplays i did when i was younger ! i had to fill in empty bits like times and dates, but everything else is the genuine stories my friends and i made up - just all compiled together! Plots: none at the moment!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2019 21:12:00 GMT -5
Yarrowpawwip
Age: 8 moons Gender: Tom Allegiance: undecided Rank: Apprentice ------------------- Appearance: Yarrowpaw is a lithe, ruddy brown tom with a few lingering tabby stripes along his face, legs, and tail. He has wide, always bright and curious warm amber eyes. (add more later!) Personality: He is curious enough to border on mischievous - always poking his nose where he probably shouldn't and getting into good-natured trouble along the way. He has a fondness for games and often tries to come up with something on the spot that he and others can play. Rumor has it his enthusiasm is infectious, considering he's gotten even some of the most serious senior warriors to join him.
add more later.... History: none yet! ------------------- Notes: he's a pretty new character so i don't have a lot figured out yet.. i'll add more to this soon! Plots: none yet, but he's open to them!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2019 2:59:58 GMT -5
Reverie Dream (image is just a sort of placeholder for now) Age: lost track due to the strange passage of time in dreams Pronouns: He/him Orientation: Gay
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Appearance: true form Reverie Dream appears to be a mish-mash of animals that both do and do not exist. He is a medium-sized, almost dog-like fluffy creature with a single, bright green sprout growing from the top of his head and warm brown fur. His ears are tall, velvety soft, and a little wobbly. In minor ways he resembles old unicorn depictions - especially fluffy tufts on his front and back legs and an odd, plumed tail.
The fluff of his chest and underbelly are white, as are his paws. He has a smattering of light tan freckles along his face and a few scattered spots along his back. He has one green and one blue eye; the blue one in a perpetual state of seeing the "dream" realm. He has difficulty seeing well in the real world.
Keeps a small bandanna tied loosely around his throat, although it changes to a necklace when in human form.
human form Appears with short, fluffy reddish brown hair and his characteristic sprout atop his head. Maintains his ears and tail as well. A little below average height and somewhat small looking. His eyes are the same in both forms - one green, one blue, and he has a dusting of freckles along his cheeks and nose. Tends to be blurry and difficult to "fully" see by the human eye when present in the real world, but skilled magic users may find it easier to focus on him.
His wardrobe is simple and cozy - warm, soft sweaters, cardigans, and even the occasional capelet. Wears a pair of old, comfortable brown boots with flowers tucked into them. Typically wears loose green or brown pants that always seem to have some form of grass stains. He always has wildflower seeds at hand. . . And he's always happy to share.
In human form his bandanna is a wooden pendant in the shape of a leaf. (work in progress... maybe ?)
Powers:
Reverie is a dream spirit - a strange being who floats between two worlds and spends his time wandering around the dreams of others creatures. He is capable of influencing and changing the dreams he enters, although he most often uses his powers to soothe nightmares into something more pleasant. He is also able to grow plants when he pleases - either sprouting them from nothing or nursing a wilted flower back to health.
He has a difficulty with remaining in the "real" world. He appears fuzzy and looks as if he isn't quite there, so the untrained eye often misses his presence. Being present there also tends to exhaust him - if he overextends his magic and stays too long it's very likely he will fall asleep and disappear or simply fade away back to his own realm.
Sees dreams, or at least the vague haze that they exist in, with one eye. The vision is dulled and swimming, and he often can't tell where he might be going or what's in front of him with just the one. He can, however, see vague impressions of what someone last dreamed of - or what they are going to dream of. This is only present in the real world, though, and he sees things clearly within dreams. ^ work in progress maybe!
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Traits: Optimistic, polite, gentle, sentimental, sometimes soft-spoken, silly, and eager to help. Daydreams often and cares deeply for loved ones. Incredibly shy. Friendly, but easily overwhelmed and occasionally needs quiet moments to himself. Flaws: Over-anxious, occasionally flighty, clingy, insecure, prone to panic, sensitive and easily hurt, and sometimes a little bit of a doormat. Extremely indecisive and overly apologetic. Easily frightened and somewhat gullible. Tendency to space out and get lost in thoughts.
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Notes: originally made in 2012.. he is a self insert !! / may add more to traits and flaws later because this is a big work in progress!
Plots: none at the moment!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2019 17:21:28 GMT -5
Breeze work in progress!
Name: Breeze Age: undecided Gender: in his own words; "huh?" Pronouns: they/he Region: Hoenn (originally Sinnoh) Hometown: Dewford Town (originally Floaroma Town) Type Specialization: grass, normal, flying Favorite Pokeball: Heal ballGeneral Description: Breeze is a young, noncompetitive Pokemon trainer originally hailing from the Sinnoh region, but now currently residing in Hoenn. While not a particularly experienced battler, he has an incredibly close-knit bond with his partner and team that give them the extra bit of motivation they need in battles. They all seem more fond of taking naps in the sunshine, however. Appearance: Medium, wind-tousled (probably lost a number of small items in all the knots - oops!) pale beige hair and bright, turquoise colored eyes. Typically wears a soft, loose white shirt and an old pair of pants patched up with mismatched blues and pinks. Carries his Pokeballs and a number of things they most certainly don't need in an old, frayed blue backpack littered with clumsily sewn on patches. Nearly always has a small ribbon tied around his wrist for good luck - though it seems to be a different one fairly often. They tend to lose them. Traits: Friendly and eager to meet new people, Breeze has an energetic and excitable disposition. Generous with others; fond of sharing food both with strangers and friends alike. Talkative and curious. Flaws: A little too trusting of others. Tendency to make decisions that aren't quite impulsive, but most definitely not well thought out. Somewhat unmotivated at times. Skills: Befriending and caring for Pokemon. Often volunteers at daycares or Pokemon centers. Skilled berry gardener and often gives them away for free during good harvests. [more] Hobbies: Cooking (for people and pokemon), reading, growing berries, and adores playing with Pokemon enough to consider it a hobby. [maybe more] Partner Pokemon: Togetic Team: Sawsbuck Leafeon [team not finished, maybe!] Badge Count: 1 Contest Ranks:Relationships: Friends: Mizuki, ???, ???? Enemies: hopefully none... Notes: self insert but also not a self insert! im not sure hes jsut sillyCurrent RP Threads: 1 but i will link it here later! Previous RP Threads: n/a Total: 0
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